I hate how when something goes wrong EVERYTHING goes wrong…. So I talk to my boyfriend about how I don’t appreciate him treating me like shit and acting as if I don’t exist. He responds with another lame fucking excuse and tells me stuff like how he wants to be a cute couple and hold hands when we’re like 60 and how he thinks I require too much attention. In other words he doesn’t want to now? And why the fuck should I be receiving less attention than other girls in his life? So he breaks me apart. Literally… I haven’t fallen that far down since my freshman year… I’m not going to go into details but yah… After, he texts me twice and calls me. I, of course, didnt answer. I get this voicemail saying something along the lines of “please call me back so i know youre alive and not doing anything stupid like running. By the way, the texts were a misunderstanding. You cant hear the tone of my voice so you dont know how it was supposed to come across.” WHAT THE FUCK ELSE WOULD YOU MEAN!?!?! It isnt even the tone of your voice!!! Its what you said retard!!! I got even more mad and hysterical so of course I call the people I consider friends. My ex is too busy playing COD to give a shit. My other friend says “that’s too bad” when I’ve been fucking there for here every single time she needed me. My other friend has the swine flu. My other friend ditches me after making me wait for 3 fucking hours. So fine I decide to go running. Then my other friend tells me not to because hes scared im going to get hurt. I’m stuck here at home with NOTHING because everyone ALWAYS leaves me when I need them the most… FUCK LIFE. If this is an indication of the way the rest of my life is going to go I want nothing to do with it.
well christmas day got woken up by my little cousin. she kept running up and down the stairs soo loud. i woke up and im fuckin sick. being sick on christmas sucks. then everybody was opening presents and i didnt have any :( hey but oh wells i just sent time with my family it was good.
aww :/ I’ll buy you a present :D lol
I actually don’t really like Jack Johnson but the title seemed appropriate for my post… I often sit and people watch. Watching the many faces pass by in a see of colors, emotions, dialects and languages, I begin to envision myself as a certain person or as a friend of a person. How this person interact with others, behave in certain situations, etc. I guess this is what made me into the person that I am today. As a younger child, I would readily talk to anyone who was willing to utter a sentence to me. This followed me as I grew into an extremely extroverted person. But I often wonder if this is a good thing. I can read people, classify people, and generally figure out they’re basic personality based on a few observations. But what happens when you find someone you can’t read? Someone who is as mysterious to you as the innermost and darkest secrets of society? I find myself wishing I had the power to read minds or even to comprehend them for a split second just so I can understand this one particular individual. It drives me crazy not knowing anything. And while it rips me apart knowing that I don’t think I’m even beginning to understand my boyfriend of almost a year (not for the lack of trying) I am attached to him for exactly this fact. Sometimes I’m the happiest person on the planet and sometimes I feel lower than dirt but for some reason I can’t let go. And I don’t want to. You knew I was the “forever” type before we went out. Why would you take advantage of that? Was it because you knew you could get away with murder with me? Or because you thought it would be fun to toy with my emotions? I don’t know if you’re cheating on me, if you really love me or not, if what you tell me are empty words or meaningful promises. Whatever it is, i sincerely hope that you will learn to grow up and see the path of destruction you’re causing. For the sake of yourself as well as mine. Do you really think you can go back to church knowing that you destroyed a human being? I guess we’ll find out.
“Ladies, let me give you some advice. You can throw all your stupid fucking chick-lit, self-help, why-doesn’t-he-love-me books out, because this is all you need to know: Men will treat you the way you let them. There is no such thing as “deserving” respect; you get what you demand from people.. if you demand respect, he will either respect you or he won’t associate with you. It really is that simple.”
You should know Tucker Max mang D:
Yes, I should. As well as the He’s Just Not that Into You crap and the Game and whatever else I read. You know? He did treat me well for a while. That’s why I thought I could trust him and be myself. But honestly, who wants to have a relationship centered around making the other person feel like shit all the time? I can understand for the first few months but i know I couldn’t do that to someone for the rest of my life..
I actually don’t really like Jack Johnson but the title seemed appropriate for my post… I often sit and people watch. Watching the many faces pass by in a see of colors, emotions, dialects and languages, I begin to envision myself as a certain person or as a friend of a person. How this person interact with others, behave in certain situations, etc. I guess this is what made me into the person that I am today. As a younger child, I would readily talk to anyone who was willing to utter a sentence to me. This followed me as I grew into an extremely extroverted person. But I often wonder if this is a good thing. I can read people, classify people, and generally figure out they’re basic personality based on a few observations. But what happens when you find someone you can’t read? Someone who is as mysterious to you as the innermost and darkest secrets of society? I find myself wishing I had the power to read minds or even to comprehend them for a split second just so I can understand this one particular individual. It drives me crazy not knowing anything. And while it rips me apart knowing that I don’t think I’m even beginning to understand my boyfriend of almost a year (not for the lack of trying) I am attached to him for exactly this fact. Sometimes I’m the happiest person on the planet and sometimes I feel lower than dirt but for some reason I can’t let go. And I don’t want to. You knew I was the “forever” type before we went out. Why would you take advantage of that? Was it because you knew you could get away with murder with me? Or because you thought it would be fun to toy with my emotions? I don’t know if you’re cheating on me, if you really love me or not, if what you tell me are empty words or meaningful promises. Whatever it is, i sincerely hope that you will learn to grow up and see the path of destruction you’re causing. For the sake of yourself as well as mine. Do you really think you can go back to church knowing that you destroyed a human being? I guess we’ll find out.
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couldnt agree more :D :D :D
When it comes down to it, this is my life, and I should be able to control how I feel. But there are those times when I can’t help but feel so down, even if for no reason at all. It makes no sense to me, because while I have every reason to be happy along with every reason to be sad, I try my best to put a smile on my face.
I would like to okay and I’m trying to be okay, but I don’t know what’s holding me back.
it’s like you’re reading my mind :O
I totally agree. I always find myself wishing that there was more out there. That there is something greater and more meaningful waiting to be found beyond the scope of our daily lives. I hope I’m right for the sake of people like us :D
Went to the shopping center for dinner.
Walked to Baskin Robins after by myself.
Ordered ice cream and sat down.
The girl behind the counter looked at me kinda funny since I had two cups with ice cream in it. She kept staring at me but I was too in love with my ice cream.“Is anyone else coming to join you?” she asked.
I shook my head and continued to eat my ice cream. I heard her giggle a bit and she walked in the back.
I started feeling uncomfortable so I got up to leave, but then she came back, in casual clothing and with her own ice cream cone and said “Would you like some company then?”
Sad thing is, her name was on her uniform but I didn’t get it. She asked me my name and for my number but when I asked for hers she just smiled and left. Not cool. ._. Thanks for making my night, Ms. Stranger who works at Baskin Robins. Guess I’ll be going back again real soon :)
Moments like those are the reason why I put up with life :D
I concur :)
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DUDE WHY IS THERE A SPOON IN MY POCKET
